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Intro: D G A D
**spoken**
Uhh, dearly beloved we're gathered up in here today
To join in Holy Manogamony
This here feller... and this ol' gal he brought with him
verse 1:
G D
The weddin' chapel couldn't get more packed
A D
the love birds were dressed in white and black
G D
the preacher turned to the groom and asked,
A
him to slip the ring on her left hand
Em A
he turned to his best man, and said
D G A D
Hold my beer, this won't take long
G A D
I want it back and I don't want it gone
Em A D
I trust you buddy, here hold my beer
**spoken**
I now pronounce you... ya'll
verse 2:
G D
They cut the cake and they poured champagne,
A D
They Macarena'd and formed a train
G D
They crashed right into the grooms old flame,
A D A
As she came crashin' in,
Em A
The new bride just kind of grinned, and said
D G A D
Hold my beer, this won't take long
G A D
I want it back and I don't want it gone,
Em A D
I trust you Honey, here hold my beer
Bridge:
Em
When the cat-fight broke up,
D G D
The band broke into some Haggard and Hank and some Cash,
Em D G A
When somebody's cousin that nobody knew yelled, 'whats with this hillbilly crap?'...
**spoken**
You could have heard a pin drop... and then,
D G A D
Hold my beer, this won;t take long,
G A D
I want it back, and I don't want it gone,
G A D
Somebody hold my beer, this wont take long
G A D
I want it back and I don't want it gone,
Em A D
I trust you buddy, here hold my beer
**spoken**
Yeah, naw... no just hold it!
I wasn't givin' it to ya to drink!
Well, it's gone now... never ask a preacher to hold your beer
Written by Casey Beathard/Monty Criswell/Ed Hill